Chapter 1401: Helium training

Who is this old man...
After returning from the fantasy battlefield, Luo Zheng’s strength is obviously stronger, but he clearly feels that his surroundings have changed.
It seems that I am completely blinded in the drums.
The smoked face shows everything, she seems to have expected, but she can say nothing.
The old man circumvented the body of Chen Huangyijian and walked through the volley.
I don’t feel too strong momentum from him, but the temperament of the old man is very special and seems to have a very special affinity.
Slowly walked to the front and back of Bi Feiyu, the old man gently reached down, the broken sword fell into his hands, "Catch it..."
After all, he threw the broken sword to Luo Zheng.
"How to pick up," Luo Zheng reluctantly raised his hands, his hands have become a pair of pickpockets, but also Luo Zheng's endurance is amazing, for a person who has already fainted at the moment.
Luo Zhenglian’s torture of chaos has come over, and this pain does not make him dysfunctional.
"Hey."
Luo Zheng’s voice fell, and the broken sword was suspended in the air.
The old man looked at Luo Zheng’s hands and sighed a little. "From the very beginning, you should find a way to come to my heavenly family. You run around and provoke a lot of disasters, and it can cause trouble."

The old man lamented that there is no such thing as a of war in the universe, which can attract dozens of Tianzun at the same time.
Luo Zhengfei rose to the Humanitarian Alliance. The problem is not big, but the problem of running east and west is big, and it has become an uncontrollable factor, making it difficult for the heavenly family to lay out.
Before the dream battlefield was opened, Luo Zheng should have gone to a family of heavens, and the results still did not go.
The arrangement that led to the family of the heavens had some problems, and the Luo Tianyi, who was eliminated by Hua Tianming, was also eliminated by Hua Tianming because of Luo Zheng’s reasons.
"Young," Luo Zheng smiled slightly. He had already guessed the identity of the old man. When he was trapped in Xianfu, someone brought words to let Luo Zheng go to the heavenly family. The original words are the days. The old patriarch of a family, one of the most powerful people in the world.
The old man stared at Luo Zheng and looked at him. He nodded. "Yes, you are the last younger generation..."
"What does this mean?" Luo Zhengyi.
The old man smiled faintly. "You will know later, let me see your hand."
Luo Zheng raised his hands and presented them to the old man.
The old man’s gaze gazed at Luo Zheng’s eyes.
Your bones can block the corrosion of too clear water. It’s amazing, but the flesh and blood are corroded. I’m afraid it will be a little trouble, even if it’s on your hands. The flesh and blood are coming back again, and I am afraid that I will not recover from the past, but I will find a way. Now... let’s do this first."
After all, the old man reached out and gently flicked, and the blue waves spread out from his hands.
Those blue waves are a group of viscous green liquids. They seem to be life-like. They flow in the hands of Luo Zheng. They spread along his fingers and turned into two hands. It seems that Luo Zheng is like a pair. Gloves are general.
At the same time as these green liquids flow, there is also a blood-red silk thread connected to the skeleton of Luo Zheng.
Soon after, Luo Zhengna had already lost consciousness. Only his hands that were painful in the flesh of the mouth had a feeling of hemp and itching. Soon, his hands recovered consciousness...
Luo Zheng pinched his hand, this green liquid is translucent, still can see his bones, but can temporarily replace his hands, but this green and oily hands are too conspicuous, it is very strange.
After helping Luo Zheng simply deal with the wound, the old man reached out and the sword broke into the hands of Luo Zheng.
This time, Luo Zheng grabbed the broken sword and asked: "What is this used for?"
The old man replied faintly: "This sword is a key thing that Chen Huangyijian left behind. You should keep it first. Now I should take you out."
Luo Zheng nodded, but he had full questions, but it seems that he is not asking questions at the moment. At least he must first give this Feifeiyu food.
"How to deal with this guy?"
Luo Zheng’s eyes met with Bi Feiyu, and Luo Zheng’s eyes flashed a fierce anger. If it wasn’t for the old man’s appearance, Luo Zheng could almost imagine what his end was. He and the smoker would have fallen here.
The old man glanced at Feifeiyu with a faint gaze. "The clown only, let him stay here," he said, and he untied the smoked hexagonal seal with a finger, and the front appeared out of nowhere. A space crack.
The smell of smoke is already very poor. Although it can't be seen from the body of the sword spirit, Luo Zheng can feel the exhaustion of smoke.
After the sword spirit is defeated many times, it will also disintegrate, not to mention the smoked soul.
At this moment, I don’t want to say anything more than smoke. I just greeted the old man and turned it into a little red light and broke into Luo Zheng’s body.
Seeing that the old man is going to enter the crack first, Luo Zheng refers to the body of Chen Huangyijian. "How is this handled?"
The old man glanced at him. "It’s just a skinny of Lao Chen. He should count on this day. Since he didn’t tell him, he should sit there..."
This sentence Luo Zheng did not have any thoughts, but Bi Feiyu suddenly turned white, and counted this day, listening to the old man's meaning, the old Zhuang owner has long known how he would do?
Looking at Luo Zheng and the old man left, Bi Feiyu still can't move.
Waiting until the thousand-footed spider once again closed the bronze door, Bi Feiyu regained his freedom.
But at the beginning, he couldn't break the bronze door. Now he is even more likely to go out. Looking at the body of the old Zhuang, the fear in his eyes is getting more and more intense, and he feels creepy, between the hustle and bustle. He seems to see that the body has moved a bit, but he has to slowly climb up...
Walking a few steps from the crack in the space, Luo Zheng saw that the old man once again opened a crack, but came to the door of the killing Jianshan.
At the door of the bronze gate, the elders of the swordhouse and Mu Yuxue were waiting outside the door.
When Luo Zheng saw Mu Yuxue, a hanging heart finally let go, although Luo Zheng inferred that Feifeiyu was lying, but Mu Yuxue was still in a relatively dangerous situation.
"The son, have you succeeded?" Mu Yuxue saw Luo Zheng, and asked quickly.
Luo Zheng’s face showed a helpless smile, and then he shook his head.
At the same time, he was also very puzzled to ask the old man, "Chen Huang Yijian told me that this killing Jianshan can hone the sword, so as to step into the lyrical Shinto, why did I kill the Jianshan and did not harvest?"
It is the first goal of Luo Zhenglai's swordsman to hone his own swordsmanship, but now he has got a broken sword that does not know what purpose, which is too much difference with Luo Zheng.
"Sentimental Shinto, huh, huh, Chen Huangyi is indeed a genius, he has taught you the method," the old man said with a smile.
"What method?" Luo Zheng is a fog.
The old man pointed to Luo Zheng, "Hey, you have not felt that after the suffocation, what changes have you made?"
Luo Zheng thought for a moment, "Yes, but these suffocates can help me step into the lyricism?"
The countless red little spiders have become a sigh of anger into the body of Luo Zheng, but Luo Zheng does not know, this is the last link of Yi Jianshu, changing his mind with suffocating, will make people more impulsive, but also more Only then has a tendency to move forward.
The old man nodded. "When you can suppress these suffoces freely, even when you use these suffocating, you can formally enter the lyrical sacred, and slowly realize it. These are still small things for you."
"Suppress these suffocates?"
Luo Zheng frowned, he did not control the suffocating method, how to completely suppress them?
"Without fuss, there are a lot of exercises in this universe that are based on suffocation. When you get to that step, you will naturally understand." The old man has a natural expression.
This looks like it can only be pondered by myself. Luo Zheng’s heart is secret.
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